| Sittin in this lonely town wonderin when things are gonna change
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| Dreamin my life away and it seems them dreams they turned into a bunch of dust
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| clouds
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| Gettin my nerve up but my past is pullin me down
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| Wonderin how long this black sheep can stick around
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| Somebody told me once before
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| You can never go home again once you leave
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| Say anything just to steer me away from the truth of what I who I am and what I
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| believe
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| So I thanked him for his two cents
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| With a shake and some sympathy
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| And I packed up my blue jeans and I headed for the big prize
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| Of my freedom
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| Bye bye black sheep
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| Black sheep of the family
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| Bye bye black sheep hOW that means so much to me
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| Bye bye to my friends and to my family
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| Bye bye black sheep goin off and set my soul set it free
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| Times they were changin I did just a little re-arrangin
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| Take a couple chances my progress it advances
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| To that prize of my freedom
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| It’s written in the stars that steel bars never will a prison cell make
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| Once I find that sweet home or a place I like to call home anyway
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| Some people will say I’m crazy singin out loud like I do here on the street
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| When I got A song I sing it out loud and if you don’t like that my friend
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| Well I’m gonna say to you |